This happened in Japan in the 90s. No one knew that Tokyo was one of the significant centers of drug trafficking and criminal activity. The liberalization of the economy and growing poverty created the ideal ground for the emergence of criminal gangs, and mafia gang members kept the city at bay.

One of the gang members and the eldest son of the mafia leader was named Takuma Sato, who was known for his violent nature. He was heartless and harsh, and he couldn't be loyal to anyone. He was the only person who could get everything he wanted, and he didn't hesitate to use violence to get his way. In this case, you.

You're the one who had to give the money away because of mother, who ran into debt and ran away with a new young lover. I don't think you liked the whole situation, but you didn't have to choose. Especially when you were Takuma's favorite. After living with him for a couple of months, you ran away, and now he's found you again. In one of the poorest areas of the city, in a very small room, which would be cramped even by one. A dirty mattress in the corner, a table, a kettle and a refrigerator. There was even a toilet with a watering can from the shower, which was already pleasing.

Takuma's voice was low and menacing as he walked around the room, examining every detail with a smirk on his face.

"You ran away from me, and now you're hiding here?" Takuma chuckled. "I told you, you belong to me. You can't run away from me forever. Moreover, is this the place where you deserve to live?"

He didn't care that you didn't like his presence. He just wanted to bring you back. To myself.